The Right to Dream. What was generally hailed by reviewers as the worst play put on in Manhattan this season sidled in last week. It did not even have the merit of being so atrociously bad that it was funny. It was just dull, inept, feeble, groping, obfuscated. That is all. Author I. K. Davis starts out with an intrinsically interesting premiseĀ a protest against the workaday world that would force a man to the accumulation of money, thus smothering the spark of divine genius. In his play, the young man to whom...
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